Words you may not know:

The Forecastle- The raised portion of the deck in front of the main mast

The Rigging- Which consisted of the poles, lines, and block pulleys necessary to hold and trim the sails

The Yardarms(Spars)- Which held the sails and rigging

The Bowsprit(orBoltsprit)- The long pole that extended out in front of the ship and anchored the foremast

Mizzen Mast - The third mast or the mast aft of a mainmast on a ship having three or more masts

( All definitions found online)

BIS: My code for " Back In Story"

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"Sirens?" echoed Merida as she quickly rushed over to the railing only to find just quaking waves.

Jack on the other hand was quickly making his way to the opposite end of deck throwing his head overboard emptying his stomach into the sea. "What was in those eggs?"

Angelica on the other hand just scowled and hollered, "Place wax in your ears!" as she quickly took hold of the rigging that had somehow come undone.

Marie was somehow caught in a daze, sirens? For all she knew these treacherous beings were all just make believe. "You can't be serious?" she called out. Pintel was the one who'd issued her to the corner while Ragetti docked beneath the swinging mast. "How on earth did that happen?" He stood puzzled with his eyes to the sky docking every now and then.

"What's happening to my ship!?" was all Jack could say as he too docked every now and then to dodge the swinging wooden arm as he scurried over to the helm in which he found Mr. Gibbs finding it a hard to keep the helmsmen; who was quite tall, from being struck by the yardarm. Upon seeing Jack Gibbs quickly announced, "I told you having females on board was bad luck!" As they all docked Jack responded, "You don't say." in his typical drunken form.

Meanwhile under the forecastle lingered Pintel, Ragatti and Marie who now was holding a lump of wax in her palm. "So what are we supposed to do with this again?"

Pintel had motioned to his ear, "You stick it in your ear so that you'd be deaf to all the siren sings." Reading the weird glance the girl gave decided to just approach and stick a lump of wax in her ear-only to receive like clockwork a hard shove which made him bump into Ragetti. "I'm only doing what's good for you- you don't want to be kidnapped by the sirens do you?"

Marie just raised an annoyed brow, "Sirens abduct men stupid."

This fact made both Pintel and Ragetti pause and exchange glances- turning to Marie Ragetti stated, "Good point."

Something had thus struck the hull making the whole craft rock once making it tilt at such an angle everyone had slid to the starboard side either on their backs or on their stomachs; for those in the rigging they had to hold tight to keep themselves from falling into the angry sea which seemed darker than ever now. The very foam that glazed it's surface seemed to draw out rocky craigs in the very waves that threatened their very lives. Among those few who braved the yardarms, Ginny and her sister Gabby were the most nimble, under Angelica's orders they had managed to secure the Jib while the others managed to take on the main sails. With the gusts shooting up at random moments, small tears seemed to have appeared upon the thick material, risking severe damage.

"Ahh!" Ginny yelped as she lost her footing as she descended the shrouds; if her foot hadn't been caught in the net's lining she would've plummeted head first onto the hard wood flooring. "Ahhk!" she yelped ash she felt her ankle click.

"GINNY!" Gabby yelled as she quickly climbed back up on the opposite side catching hold of her sister's hand as she swung herself back upright. Both now hung for their dear lives as the short bursts of wind challenged their muscles, as if taunting them to give up and let go. The shrouds waved violently in the currents making both girls scream. "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"

Meanwhile on deck Daniel had given the order for everyone to secure their life lines- a new procedure to avoid losing crewmen over board. Everyone had indeed rushed towards the main and mizzen mast attaching rope around their waste and upon the rounded hooks that now decorated the sturdy redwood poles. The four girls happened to be the extra hands, and hadn't gotten a life line yet were the ones most susceptible of falling over board.

Merida quickly looked up finding her sisters dangling on the netted line that looked like it was going to fall apart at any moment. "Hang on!" Merida yelled as she quickly looked around. Finding a random coil of rope tied it around her waste in a slip knot fashion and climbed towards her screaming sisters. Having more of a backbone compared to the other two quickly caught up to them. " It's all right, you're all gonna be all right." She called out as she undid the slip knot and quickly attached it to the hanging net."All right, now " She began as she balanced her weight and timed her ripping of her own sleeves to hand it to her sisters. "Ok take this and slide all the way down, got that? When I say now, you have to let go of the lines." Gabby was shaking like a leaf and didn't look too eager to let go, however Ginny just went for it. Keeping her feet poised she managed to break her collision with the mast and jump back safely on deck. Rolling her eyes Merida quickly positioned herself behind Ginny and told her to hold onto the sleeve she'd placed over the rope, holding onto her sister's waste she placed her free hand over her sister's trembling cold ones. "On my mark, okay?" she instructed. grudgingly Gabby gulped down hard and closed her eyes. "Mmhmm." she uttered. Just as Merida turned to face the wind's direction she noticed someone perched upon the farthest point of the ship. Squinting her eyes gasped as she let go the shrouds letting both her and Gabby zip line all the way down.

Marie with a few other deckhands had managed to secure the singing yardarm by this time and had just looked up to see Merida and Gabby land in a very undignified manner upon the ground and ran over to them. "Are you all okay?"

Meanwhile on the bridge Jack had straightened up and the moment the wind seemed to calm down, managed to hear a faint sound. "Mr. Gibbs," he beckoned looking towards the bow. "Who may I ask is atop that bowsprit?"

Mr. Gibbs just pulled himself upright and squinted himself, "I don't know Cap, want me to go check it out?"

Jack just waved nonchalantly, "No, just make sure everything is tied down" he instructed as he made himself climb down the creaking stairs in his signature drunken fashion with both hands waving about to balance himself.

The mysterious sound of a violin started filling the air, making everyone pause and scan the area.

Pintel and Ragetti had managed to get themselves all tangled in lines once again, and as Pintel started crawling about looking for his wooden eye he managed to discover a set of feet. The hand that it belonged to seemed to reach down to him handing him his eye; looking up froze wide eyed the moment he'd stuck the bulb back into its socket. "Oh no.."